Sunday May 15th 2011 — closure with the boy
It had to be done. As much as I wanted to pretend like I didn’t care if the boy ever found out about the blog or not…. I do care. In a fairly direct way, he was responsible for the start of mydatingreality. It was my feelings for him, and the desire to get over him that led me to pursue options… any and many other options.
So, we met for coffee. He was great. He still surprises me. I got what I needed from the conversation, and we both walked away a little more mature, a little more understood, and above all — with a commitment for respect, loyalty and friendship.
I would be lying if I didn’t tell you that seeing him was hard. The feelings (not all of them, but some) are still there. I wanted to cancel a thousand times that day… I wanted to reschedule on my appointment to let him go. But I went… and I let it all out… and I let him go.
It’s time to fill the funnel!
This was to be my final hit. But let’s be clear about this: there’s final hits and final hits. What kind was this to be? Some final hits are actually terminal one way or another, while others are merely transit points as you travel from station to station on the junky journey through junky life.
Mark Renton, Trainspotting
(Check it out if you haven’t already. Hands down one of the best movies from the 90s!)
Comment by streo777 — May 16, 2011 @ 6:46 pm